thedarkheir | (no subject)

Soma glanced over the page, as he clicked through the links, unconsciously shuddering at the gruesome descriptions. Nevermind the monsters, people can be worse - he thought as he felt a weight on his lap as Salome nudged his hand.

"Sorry kitty," He scratched her ears. "I'm looking up a few things." Soma glanced down. "Think you know anything about a small group of fanatics that love needles?"

The feline hissed in clear displeasure.

"Didn't think so, hope your claws gave him a nasty infection." He pulled her up and gently head butted her, speaking in soft little tones. "That nasty old bastard got what he deserves if he did." Soma grinned as the black cat purred, then batted at his long bangs. "I'm not sure if we're getting anywhere." The young man sighed as he lets her settle back down.

"Mrow?"

"Even Arikado had no idea who those creeps could be."

"Meh."

"Yea, he doesn't always tell me everything, but you would think he wouldn't hide anything about this. would he?" He pushed away from the desk as he rubbed his neck. Needles, needles....

Like fangs like - He jerked out of his thoughts. "Come on, I'll get us some food, okay?"